True North - Kathy Mattea

He called as soon as he hit New York City

The highway was like ice and the wind was turning cold

He wanted me to know how much he missed me

And my picture keeps him going on the lonely road

True north, that’s where my one star lies

True north, if only I could fly

My heart would be a compass

Leadin' to his side, headin' true north

He called a hundred miles west of Chicago

He said, «It must be snowing all the way to Tennessee»

I couldn’t bear to say, «Back here, it’s springtime»

What good is this southern sun when the one for me is

True north, that’s where my one star lies

True north, if only I could fly

My heart would be a compass

Leadin' to his side, headin' true north

Sometimes I count the miles that run between us

I lie awake and wonder how much farther can we go

He called last night from outside Seattle

Said, «There's a star up in the sky that our love can follow»

True north, that’s where my one star lies

True north, if only I could fly

I’d be the fastest bird that ever graced the sky

Headin' true north, headin' true north, headin' true north